orange clouds swirl above soaking up the daylight the wires slither with a woozy droney bass line some jazzy smokey guitar release some directionless song with creepy green letters and numbers flashing across the kind of druggy shiver that follows a camera as body and body fuck each other poolside holding out tender pink shoots and mouth is watering thinking about dancing through all that is seen and unseen like a one-legged swan on stilts
cracked land stranger as prolonged as chain of the real ungoverned and very you yet feeding the tail of hesitancy there bubble to believing time o when we arm ourselves with spinning and spun sun to stitch morning shores should let aloud dear violate with asbestos mind a mouthaunted fall to take home
This hay(na)ku was posted by me last year on as/is, so in that perspective it's a reprise. The new aspect is an experiment with a text to speech processor. I fed this t2s processor with the poem and added some images.
I First you must tear a hole in the sky. Use whatever implements you have available. Further instructions will arrive in the mail. Please leave your mailing address in the hole.
II If at night you find a strange man smoking a cigarette on your front porch do not be alarmed. He has been sent ahead to scout the location. If he himself is burning please keep clear as this takes immense concentration.*
III Included in this kit is a rarefied divination rod (which also doubles as an antenna). Keep it safe as others will try to it take from you. Use of force is authorized.
IV Prepare yourself by bathing and rubbing essential oils into your skin. We prefer lavender and ylang ylang, but if these are not available do your best to replicate them. Remember, in the end, it is all about the seduction.
V Most of our candidates have some martial arts training. You will have to decide for yourself if this is a path that you are suited for. No special consideration is given one way or another.
VI On the eve of your departure be sure to drive your companion up into the hills. Where the both of you should strip naked and walk out into one of the fields there. The grass should be waist high and dewy. Do not hold hands. Lie down and watch the stars. Conversation is encouraged, but not necessary. If your companion brings up the subject of your departure you should immediately change the subject. Sexual intercourse is permitted, but not encouraged. You will need your strength. Be sure to watch the northern horizon; it is there that you will see the sign.
*please note we are not liable for any property damage. You have been warned. Any damage complaints will be carefully considered then rejected out of hand for lack of evidence.
"Rushin' rivers, thread so thin, limitation Dreams with the flying pigs, turbin blue and the drugstores too Safe in their coats and in their do's Yeah, smother in our hearts a pillow to my dots One day maybe one day One day she'll be her own." --Tori Amos
What price is word... The weight of soul? Well spoken, For make believe.
Five self me (spirit - sword - love - sex - mind) Lives past the hour of knife.
The time of our lives Is now. Losing track Innards of clocks.
Pause -momentarily- A Prayer.
Articulation trapped. Memory of a kiss. You said, "Walk through the fire With me." The climax of her number. Chist-like, So young at thirty three.
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History gurgling in my chest, a fever drawn exterior to our desperate radiation dripping total violence everywhere.
Infinite repetition moves our womb backwards, more than enough for the fiery sitting next to the last baked day.
An eye that ascends to heaven, conforming to stone, into Being's ribs wafting thought become as wry contusions coralling inner wines suggestive of audible lines of flaked decorum.
Pulling purple static towards this always-now, a city, a void, copping lascivious feels of that evolving micro bending the dry, white skulls of the civilized delusion.
An energy capable of forming your singular face, form shining through prphetic walls that bleed brown.
In the service of the labia. Eternally sipping ceramic juices as multiple nodes of mystery.
Birth. Breath. The pain of letting go, of knowing that it all stops HERE, in the compassion of a golden pocket-trumpet pounding your soul into certainty smoking the thermonuclear universe away once and for all.
It Never Grows Less Tense: There is a Need for Some Reduction Sauce to Meld and Soften
Often I am dimed in horror of the thickness of our atmosphere. Nothing can soothe a caustic definition of the space, save window light hypothesizing rain itself sans breath. There is a presence hovering, demanding new assemblages to fill the theoried silver tray. The presence is injurious. The jury for the presence is predictive as a vial replete with salt dead blood. Why don't we chemistry apart awhile and monster from the depth of half-enthralled equations? Is it work to be afraid if no one's watching? Seizures of gallantry oppose this house. The weeds that grow preclude young blooms. What month is this supposed to be? The nursery expects us. Dream lives unclassified. Where are my documents are you their keeper? How is enemy status any kind of uplift when real work is there to do? Tomorrow is the posse of intolerable royalties one pays to have the life removed. If anyone could hear this, that one might be watching, too. Threads preside over the bare enamel. This is skin we're meaning. This is hazard pay. This is adoration gone to seed. What are you thinking when prevarication rums its way around the party room? Is it a worked room? Who is likely to have gone away with what yet unpronounced?
A surgeon's breath, repeated learning of things never learned, a class, a place to take and hold unfinished business
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